Chapter 77: The god of war’s temple
Little author's note: Long Chapter ahead
Hael returned to the main deck as he went back to chatting with the other men. He had grown close to a few of them, more notably with Euphorion and Marcus, who treated him well.
They respected him as well as admired him. Their reason? Any being that was capable enough of tolerating being in a room with the king 24/7 was worthy of respect in their eyes.
"I don't know how much longer of this I can take." Euphorion whined as he leaned against the foremast, wrapping his arms around it with an aggrieved expression.
Marcus rolled his eyes as he hauled a few supplies and passed it to the workers to fix up any more damage they had missed. "Why don't you stop complaining, and move your butt so we can finish this up before His Majesty comes—"
"Unfortunately, I am already here." Ceremus said, cutting him off.
"Your Majesty!" Both Marcus and Euphorion said at the same time. They immediately straighten up their bodies, giving him the proper greeting.
Ceremus grunted in response before scanning the main deck with his eyes. Everything seemed to be back in place except for a few loose boards here and there. He decidedly said nothing as he observed how tired the men looked.
He pursed his lips, a troubled expression taking over his face. "...Keep up the good work."
Their eyes grew wide with shock, and Hael, who was observing this interaction, had to resist the urge to smile. Ceremus truly was changing and he couldn't be happier to witness this change.
"Does it look like we'll be approaching an island or harbour anytime soon?" He asked the captain.